The Last Supper 

Watching her daughter‘s leg bouncing up and down, Miss Grace smiled weakly, and then she left the chair, sat at the edge of the bed by Peach, and rested her hand on her thigh, causing her to stop. 

“I remember those days that you never wanted to leave my side...” Miss Grace said softly, and Peach looked up at her in guilt. 

“It‘s not that I want to leave now, but I want Elijah to come...” Peach whispered, pressing her teeth into her bottom lip. “Ugh, now that I have said it, I get what you mean. But mama–” 

“I am just teasing, and... Realizing that you are a woman now with a husband to go home to, and… I am happy for you, honey.” 

“I am sorry that I seem anxious to go home. I am just worried about Elijah because... Well, it‘s the Hayes, and he‘s in the middle of this chaos and I am scared...” 

“Honey, Elijah is–” 

The sound of the room doorknob turning 

startled both mother and daughter, and they turned their heads, looking at Elijah. 

“He is here for you,” Miss Grace whispered as she faced Peach, stroking her chin tenderly, before standing up and squeezing Peach‘s shoulder. 

“I feel like I should head out and give you guys a bit more time…” Elijah mumbled, staring between his wife and mother–in–law. 

With a gentle smile, Miss Grace stood and walked over to Elijah, giving him a motherly hug, saying softly,” She‘s fine and ready to go home.” 

“Are you sure?” Elijah asked, glancing at Peach again. 

Drawing back two steps, Miss Grace nodded, giving him a reassuring squeeze and a pat on the arm, saying, “You two stay strong and take care of each other, all right?” 

“Always,” Elijah said, meeting Peach‘s eyes, and they stared at each other for another moment, before Peach broke the contact, waking from the bed. 

A while later, Elijah and Peach got into the back seat of the car, and the first thing that caught her attention was all the briefcases in the front seat. She just stared, not knowing how to process the thought of her husband having ten briefcases casually sitting at the front. 

Suddenly, Elijah leaned his head on her shoulder, and that made Peach remain still, waking from her trance. 

your scent,” Elijah whispered, closing his eyes.

and she took in deep breaths,

lashes, Elijah chuckled softly, kissing her shoulder, and then moved his head away, leaning against

and then she lifted her chin to meet his eyes, asking with fluttering lashes when he gazed

memories of today. “The board of directors thought it was their right to leave the building

Peach blurted out her

no idea because he‘s a lawyer, and a bunch of company financial records and legal documents

“But it‘s mine!” 

as her eyes

myself fully because after graduation I

business management and finance.” Elijah finished for her with a small chuckle, nodding

filled the car, and as Peach pouted, looking at him with a soft

you say,” Elijah replied, his lips curving up in a faint grin as

she rushed into his chest, throwing her arms around him, burying her face into his shirt and breathing deeply, mumbling, “Did

felt a sense of euphoria wash over him as he tightened his arms around her and

at the papers?” Peach mumbled, snuggling against him

his emotions, but then he relaxed, smiling slightly as he ran his hands along her back, whispering, “That‘s ten briefcases of documents, your body is going to take a torn from handling so many papers. I can

to meet Elijah‘s eyes and mumbled, “If I can‘t handle it, I promise to tell you... After all, I am

he grinned gently, cupping her face and mumbling, “You are a smart cookie,

blush crept on Peach‘s cheeks as her eyes fell to his lips, and she let out a nervous laugh, knowing she was going to get her

coming out low and husky as he stared at her

a quick kiss

that look in his eyes, Peach darted her gaze, mumbling beneath her breath,

towards her face, his gaze dropping to her slightly parted lips, and he held his stare, allowing the moment to prolong, making her

his lips onto hers, and Peach gasped softly as he deepened the kiss, her knees weakening as he pulled her closer, her hands reaching up

poor Dice kept his

the Hayes mansion as the family of twenty

out of Investistic Co. today. What pleasant

he was losing the company, but Dean released the tension by saying, “Even with great losses, the downfall of your enemies is

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